Thursday, March 18, 2010

The End and the Beginning

After every war
someone has to clean up.
Things won’t
straighten themselves up, after all.

In the grass that has overgrown
causes and effects,
someone must be stretched out
blade of grass in his mouth
gazing at the clouds. - Wisława Szymborska

Entire poem,

[photograph by random images, via we heart it]